Lil Prince Part 1 Complete Hausa Novel

The Palace of Katsina
 
Everyone knew the beauty of the Katsina kingdom—it needed no description.
 
Inside the palace, a young Hajiya sat proudly on a luxurious sofa. A heavy gold chain hung from her neck, her face stern and without joy.
 
“Bahijja,” she said coldly, “you must win the Prince’s heart. If you marry him, we inherit power. If he refuses, we’ll remove him so your brother can rule.”
 
Bahijja smirked, clapping hands with her mother. “Mama, you’re the queen of schemes! If I capture Lil Prince’s heart, I rise in status. Everyone will envy me.” Both women laughed wickedly, their plot sealed.
 
🌹 Encounter with Gimbiya Maryamah
 
With graceful steps, Bahijja entered the royal parlor, her body adorned with gold and her fragrance filling the room. She sat, taking an apple from the tray of servants.
 
“Peace upon you,” she said with a sly smile.
 
Gimbiya Maryamah scowled. “Peace,” she replied reluctantly.
 
“Tomorrow, Abdul Hafeez returns to Nigeria,” Bahijja added casually.
 
Maryamah only muttered, “Safe journey,” before rising. Bahijja whispered to her mother: “May Allah bring him back safely.”
 
☀️ A New Morning
 
Amnah the Dreamer
 
In the small family restaurant, Amnah helped her mother cook. A young man walked in, smiling warmly.
 
“My Amnah,” he greeted.
 
“Brother Maleek! How is father?” she asked happily.
 
“He’s fine. He sent me to check on you. But, Amnah—stop dreaming of princes! You’ll never see one, let alone marry him.”
 
She covered her face, embarrassed but stubborn. “I will marry a prince, you’ll see.”
 
Maleek shook his head and left, but Amnah laughed softly to herself, holding onto her dream.
 
✈️ Paris Departure
 
Meanwhile in Paris, Abdul Hafeez, known as Lil Prince, prepared to return home.
 
He was tall, fair, with striking features and a body sculpted by discipline. Dressed in white suit and shoes, he carried himself with regal pride. His guards escorted him to a sleek white car, then straight to the airport.
 
“Sir, everything is ready,” his aide whispered.
 
“Good. Let’s go,” the Prince replied calmly.
 
The royal convoy headed for Nigeria.
 
🇳🇬 Arrival in Nigeria
 
At exactly 3:00 pm, Lil Prince’s flight landed. Ten luxury cars awaited him. When he stepped out, whispers spread: “Lil Prince is back!”
 
The Prince, son of King Abdussalam and an Arab mother, was known across Nigeria and beyond. Handsome, wealthy, and mysterious—yet cold, rarely smiling.
 
As he walked into the palace, courtiers sang his praises. His father, the King, embraced him tightly. “Welcome, my heir!”
 
His mother wept tears of joy, but the Prince wiped them away. “No, Mommy. No more tears—I am home.”
 
Gimbiya Maryamah, however, watched with envy. She wished him dead so her own son could inherit the throne.
 
🍽 The Royal Feast
 
That evening, the family gathered at the dining hall. The King at the head, the Prince beside his mother, Bahijja and Maryamah watching closely.
 
The Prince ate quietly, preferring his mother’s dishes but clearly missing foreign cuisine. After the meal, he excused himself and went to his private wing.
 
🛋 The Prince’s Chamber
 
The Prince’s quarters were breathtaking—white sofas, sparkling chandeliers, foreign décor. His bedroom was pure elegance, dominated by white.
 
He showered, spending nearly an hour grooming, applying expensive lotions and perfumes. His reflection in the mirror was perfection itself.
 
Just then, his iPhone 16 rang.
 
“Prince!” a voice teased. “Soja mazan fama reporting!”
 
The Prince chuckled slightly. “Army, my old friend. How are you?”
 
Their banter flowed, Army mocking him about marriage. “You can’t stay single forever. Maybe Bahijja will be your wife.”
 
The Prince’s mood darkened instantly. He ended the call in anger.
 
💃 Rivalry in the Palace
 
Bahijja, dressed in glittering gowns, approached the Prince boldly, trying to press herself against him. Suddenly, another princess—Xully—appeared. More beautiful, graceful, and confident than Bahijja.
 
“Step aside, Bahijja,” Xully ordered.
 
Bahijja hissed, “Wallahi, I will do anything for Lil Prince!”
 
The argument exploded until the Prince himself intervened. With cold fury, he slapped them both.
 
“You dare fight over me? Pathetic!” he roared. “If I see such disgrace again, I’ll have you jailed.”
 
Shamed, the girls fled.
 
🏰 Clash with Rahama
 
Later, the Prince found his younger sister Rahama glued to her phone. He snatched it angrily.
 
“Put this away or I’ll break it! You’re too young to waste time like this.”
 
Rahama burst into tears. Their mother comforted her, scolding the Prince. But his temper flared further when Gimbiya Maryamah confronted him.
 
“You lack manners, striking your sister!” she shouted.
 
The Prince sneered. “Tell her if she dares enter my quarters again, I’ll have her leg cut off.” With that, he stormed away, leaving Maryamah fuming.
 
🚘 The Prince’s Escape
 
Tired of palace drama, the Prince left in his sleek black car, guarded on all sides. Inside, he worked calmly on his laptop, shutting out emotions.
 
At another grand mansion in Katsina, he was welcomed by his trusted ally Jawwad. The two embraced like brothers, ready to face whatever storm awaited the Prince.
 
The palace of Katsina stood divided—plots of power, jealous rivals, and an heir who refused to be controlled.
 
Love, betrayal, and destiny swirled around Lil Prince. Would he find true love in the innocent dreamer Amnah? Or be ensnared by the schemes of Bahijja and Maryamah?